How can one think they have a cookie when all they had was a crumb.
Swimming in an endless ocean then realizing it was a pool of sorry.
Hoping that tomorrow brought excitement but filled with pretentious apprehension.
A kiss on the lips felt like a kiss on the cheek.
Thoughts of love was cool, it was nice but didnít suffice.
Tasks felt daily, events not eventful.
Then oneís soul conjures up a Love brew.
Never knew how this could ensue but me and you.
A faint passion erupts into an emotional eclipse in a moments time.
Our time is now and the chariot awaits.
Hearts conjoined like twins, summer begins and winter ends.
Today is a good day because itís one less day apart.